Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 233 If I don't kill this scoundrel, I swear I'm not human!

The armored regiment's supply area had a large number of troops stationed there, and it wasn't just one battalion that was attacked.

There was an explosion.

Upon receiving the news, the regimental headquarters, located several kilometers away, saw the deputy regimental commander on duty leap from the operations room and rush outside the tent, his face pale.

By this time, it was already broad daylight.

The smell of gunpowder permeating the air gave one a vague sense of unease.

"What happened? Where was the attack?"

"Weren't we notified all units to strengthen their defenses at night? How did the enemy still manage to get so close?"

When the deputy commander of the armored regiment asked these questions, his lips were trembling. Their regiment's 1st Battalion had already been assessed as having suffered combat losses.

At the beginning of the war, the entire battalion was lost in battle, which was no small matter.

The regimental commander and political commissar spent most of the night worrying and planned to go to the division headquarters to make a profound self-criticism after dawn.

At this critical juncture, the supply depot was lost again.

The entire group would be nailed to the pillar of shame, the kind that can't be removed even if you try.

The guild leader was severely reprimanded, and the entire guild didn't expect to have a single comfortable day for the next six months.

"Deputy Regiment Commander, judging from the direction, the 6th Company of the 2nd Battalion has been ambushed by the Red Army, and communications over there have been lost."

The regimental staff officer raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and hurriedly replied.

"What the hell are you trying to contact? The shells are already landing on our doorstep. Go, notify the army aviation units to conduct reconnaissance to the north and prepare for a fire strike. We must find out exactly who the Red Army soldiers who attacked us are."

"Order: Fourth Company, Eighth Company, and Ninth Company, immediately establish blocking positions."

"Order, regimental rocket launcher crews, prepare for battle. I don't care if these Red Army soldiers are made of iron or steel, I'll crush these dogs and beat them to a pulp."

"Yes!"

The regimental staff officer straightened his chest and returned to the duty room to issue instructions.

No sooner had he left than four or five small drones brazenly entered the regimental headquarters' premises.

Moreover, two large drones were hovering high in the sky.

The setup of the base was transmitted back to the rear terminal immediately.

"Commander, a big fish! We've spotted a fathead fish!!"

The deputy commander of the Blue Army armored regiment was photographed by a drone standing outside the command room.

The veteran from the reconnaissance company who was in charge of monitoring the footage ran up to Chen Mo, holding a military notebook, to claim credit.

As a reconnaissance soldier, I can roughly judge the level of an enemy just by the demeanor of some officers, without even looking at their rank.

When Chen Mo heard "fathead fish," his eyes also lit up. They had felt it was a huge loss that they had lost a battalion commander in tonight's raid.

I leaned closer to the screen and took a look.

The deputy commander had already sensed something was wrong and, avoiding the drone reconnaissance, entered the command room.

But hiding won't help.

Chen Mo trusted the veteran's judgment. Moreover, while other parts of the supply area were filled with tents, this place was unremarkable, yet it was equipped with prefabricated houses.

There were no tents around, only wooden poles erected with communication lines strung on them. Occasionally, figures would appear, all dressed in military uniforms in the style of officers.

"Ha, what a big fish. Petty-bourgeois thinking is harmful. They even dare to make special arrangements for the command post building."

"He's not afraid of being shot down by artillery fire."

Chen Mo smiled and turned to look at Feng Guoqing: "Old Feng, notify the artillery squad to blow this place up."

"Maintain full speed despite heavy armor and maneuverability! Continue the full-speed assault!!"

"Yes!"

Feng Guoqing was the combat intelligence officer of the Blue Army battalion. Since the battalion commander, deputy battalion commander, and political instructor could not be in command together during wartime, Feng followed Chen Mo and naturally also took on the role of communications officer.

The orders were issued one by one.

The happiest were the howitzer detachment, as the information battalion received intelligence the fastest, and the cross-linked satellite positioning system could link with drones to transmit specific coordinates back immediately.

The howitzer detachment didn't need to think much at all; as soon as the attack order was given, the men from the signal salvo team had already measured the distance and the angle of the artillery fire.

Boom boom boom! ! !
Another burst of artillery roared; the instantaneous fuse meant that the shell would explode upon hitting the ground.

The combined power of an entire howitzer battery was enough to cover half the sky with the exhaust plumes of shells.

Boom boom boom! ! !
Inside the Blue Army armored regiment's command post, it was instantly engulfed in artillery fire. The regimental commander and political commissar had just woken up and hadn't even had time to fasten their belts when the entire command post was covered in dust from the exploding shells.

This round of artillery fire did not result in a high casualty rate, but it essentially wiped out the entire regiment's command personnel.

Found, destroyed.

At this moment, Chen Mo had figured them out.

In the regimental command room, the deputy regimental commander stood frozen in place as the sensors on his body were triggered.

His lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word.

He had fought for most of his life. As a deputy regimental-level officer in the armored regiment of the 61st Division, what kind of situation hadn't he seen?
This time, however, he suffered a humiliating, resentful, and inexplicable defeat.

The deputy regimental commander took a few steps back and gripped the armrests of the chair back tightly with both hands to barely steady himself.

"Deputy Regimental Commander, we...we've lost!"

The regimental staff officer muttered with a mournful face; this attack had indeed been a huge blow to them.

"It's alright, has the order been issued?"

"The order has been issued."

"That's good, that's good." The deputy regimental commander nodded, looking somewhat bewildered: "It's too early to talk about defeat. It's an exercise, after all. Being able to bring the troops out and get them into position is far more meaningful than firing those two cannons."

He had no better reason to comfort himself than to say that.

However, the deputy commander's words of comfort were not without reason.

The Blue Army's armored regiment reacted very quickly, especially in preparing long-range rocket artillery. The safety of the entire regiment's supply area was of paramount importance.

Four multiple rocket launcher vehicles were specially assigned for rapid response.

Due to frequent explosions in the vicinity, other garrisons were unaware that the regimental command post had been bombed.

Upon receiving orders from the regimental headquarters, the captain, the company commander, immediately assembled the entire company.

"Rocket artillery vehicles are assembled and ready for company-level combat formation."

"Set off!!"

As the command was issued, the four rocket launcher vehicles, which were scattered in the mixed operation team, slowly started moving.

Vehicles were spaced ten meters apart, forming a combat formation.

This type of combat formation is generally related to the characteristics of rocket launchers: a weapon capable of firing multiple rounds in rapid succession, with a 4-vehicle crew capable of firing 80 rockets per minute.

Its advantages are high firing speed, strong firepower, and good surprise attack capability, but its disadvantages are also quite obvious, with too large gaps in the ejection dispersion.

Therefore, this weapon is rarely used by a single vehicle crew, but rather by multiple vehicle crews firing in unison, specifically designed to strike enemies that are distributed in a defensive formation.

Before a target is found, the rocket launcher crews will not gather together, and even during mixed formation maneuvers, they will move separately.

The reasoning is simple: as the main long-range firepower on the ground, we must always be on guard against being wiped out by the enemy in one fell swoop.

The blocking lines of the 4th, 8th and 9th companies have been set up. The long-range rocket artillery vehicle crews, having completed their assembly, quickly perform horizontal positioning of the vehicles. Four metal hydraulic columns slowly extend from the vehicle's bridge and press against the ground to stabilize the artillery vehicles.

At the same time, the multi-barrel main turret on the top of the carriage was raised.

"The gun firing parameters have been adjusted, with the gun elevation angle tentatively set at 57 degrees, the range at 10 kilometers, and the firing method being multiple rounds fired in succession."

Based on the sounds of the artillery fire, the captain estimated the distance and adjusted the firing parameters for the first time.

However, this adjustment is not accurate. A second adjustment will be made after the reconnaissance troops have clarified the enemy situation.

The company commander was determined. He had just heard the sound of the tanks' smoothbore cannons and was all prepared to wipe out the Red Army's tank formation in one fell swoop.

That's a good idea.

The problem is that the Blue Army's mechanized warfare was completely crushed by various information-based methods.

The defensive line behind the Blue Team's supply depot has just been completed.

The drone's extended reconnaissance reached right overhead.

The specific coordinate information was collected by the Joint Satellite Positioning System and transmitted to the rocket artillery group at the rear.

Moreover, the heavy assault group arranged by Chen Mo also arrived at the Sixth Company, which was the entrance to the camp that was initially bombed.

The assault group spreads out horizontally for 500 meters and vertically for 3000 meters.

The assault mode employs a classic three-wave operation pattern, with tanks and armored infantry fighting vehicles working together to form a massive, triangular weapon with a continuous chain of motion, exhibiting extremely obvious characteristics of penetration, blitzkrieg, and clustered movement.

The formation of the cluster is still thanks to the interconnected positioning system, which allows the tanks to adjust their positions at any time.

At this point, let alone the armored regiment that had already been decimated.

Even a fully-equipped armored regiment-level firepower could not withstand the combined long-range firepower from the rear and the forward assault capabilities of an informationized battalion.

The heavily armed convoy arrived at the camp gate.

The surviving soldiers of the Blue Army's Sixth Company picked up individual rocket launchers and tried to stop the group from entering the camp.

But at this point, can it still be stopped?
Smoothbore cannons and heavy machine guns rained down on the Blue Army's defenses.

There were trenches dug at the entrance to the camp. After Chen Mo learned about the terrain in advance through a drone, he immediately transmitted the information to Liu Hongyun, the leader of the ground assault team.

The assault formation contracted, and their spears thrust straight forward.

A frenzied massacre ensued.

Tap tap tap. Boom boom boom.
With the rapid advance of the massed artillery and the constant clearing of obstacles by the artillery groups behind them, the Blue Army's supply depot was unable to mount any decent resistance.

Ground armored combat commenced with extreme brutality.

The first batch of more than a dozen tanks and armored vehicles broke into the camp, but the Blue Army soldiers did not even have a chance to put up any decent resistance before they were wiped out by heavy machine guns.

The firepower that was slightly further away was locked onto by the helicopters that were positioned on both flanks of the group.

On the undulating terrain of the camp, tanks advanced at high speed, their engines roaring, and the earth seemed to tremble with fear.

The three-meter-long cannon barrel vibrates as the tank body shakes. The purely mechanical design of the cannon trunnions compensates for the changes in firing balance caused by the projectiles being fired during a mobile assault.

Just a few seconds.

The Blue Army's Sixth Company's base, which had been bombed once, was occupied by the steel monster.

The Blue Army soldiers, their faces etched with dejection, retreated to a corner, watching helplessly as the armored formation trampled their camp, countless tents were overturned by the tanks, and ropes were cut by the accompanying infantry.

At this moment, the Red Army was like bandits who had broken into the enemy's camp.

A barrage of heavy tanks destroyed the high ground blocking positions established by the 4th and 8th Companies in the rear, relying on the terrain.

Many mechanized infantrymen didn't even have time to react before the helicopters locked onto their firing positions.

It was bombarded by heavy artillery.

The Blue Army's rocket artillery team waited until the enemy was practically charging in, but they still hadn't received coordinates from their own scouts to adjust their firing parameters.

On the contrary, Chen Mo's rocket launcher team launched a comprehensive bombardment of the Blue Army's defense line from a distance of 15 kilometers.

With heavy artillery clusters attacking from the front and long-range artillery covering from the rear, in this era without ballistic radar, the Blue Army was completely suppressed by the system and had no ability to fight back.

One after another, the Blue Army soldiers slumped to the ground, many of them realizing that their exercise journey was over.

It was a large-scale military exercise.

With over a thousand units participating, the ordinary soldiers' fantasies of performing well, earning merit, and getting promoted vanished in an instant.

Upon receiving the order from the regimental headquarters, the fourth company commander watched as the Red Army so easily breached the defensive line he had built.

He himself was hit by the first round of artillery fire and was killed in action. He stood blankly in front of the defensive line, watching the tanks drive past him, just three meters away, and head towards the supply depot at the rear.

The crimson flames and the cold, sharp light emanating from the armored vehicles reflected on his face.

The fourth company commander muttered a few curses under his breath, then slumped to the ground and was dragged to a more secluded spot by the other wounded soldiers in the company.

The Blue Army attempted a counterattack, with several surviving companies lying in ambush on the flanks, planning to use individual weapons to wipe out the Red Army's heavy armored group.

Unfortunately, the drones on the battlefield served as scouts for the Red Army.

Often, the Blue Army has barely assembled its forces and hasn't even had a chance to mount an effective resistance before being targeted by helicopters and wiped out in one fell swoop.

This tactic and encounter were the first of their kind for the Blue Army armored regiment.

The helicopters deployed by the armored regiment were ineffective; after firing away their bombs, they were forced to abandon the infantry and withdraw from the battlefield.

This battle cannot be fought.

If the fighting continues, the only army aviation firepower in the supply area will become a target for the Red Army's mechanized infantry.

As they drew closer to the supply depot, the battlefield, which stretched for several kilometers, became extremely chaotic due to Chen Mo's focus on speed, leaving the remaining Blue Army firepower unable to be completely neutralized.

The 9th Mechanized Infantry Company was bombarded by rockets. The surviving soldiers, together with the 3rd Battalion's tank company that came to support them from afar, tried to organize the soldiers to launch a counterattack, relying on the terrain and vehicles, and establish multiple firing points.

But it's a pity.

At this stage of the battle, our heavy firepower was being precisely bombarded by the Red Army every time, and it was of no use at all.

Their resistance did little to change the overall situation.

The Type 96 heavy tank roared fiercely at close range, with infantry and armored troops working together to press forward step by step.

The morning of the 10th.

Soldiers from the 2nd and 3rd Battalions of the Blue Army's armored regiment watched helplessly as their own positions were captured.

For countless soldiers, the only images in their minds are fire, explosions, machine guns, rifles, grenades, missiles, disorganized comrades, burning vehicles, dragged tents, and a devastated camp.

A sense of powerlessness, an immense sense of powerlessness and despair, swept across the entire battlefield like a whirlwind.

The staff officer from the directing department who remained at the Blue Team's base was stunned!
The battlefield observers were equally stunned.

They never imagined that a dignified armored regiment, guarding the supply depot on the eastern front, would be defeated so thoroughly and so quickly.

Even the last line of defense couldn't hold them off.

It's no exaggeration to say that a heavy armored group doesn't even need to fire its cannons; just by rampaging through the enemy lines, it can shatter the last line of defense and firing positions.

Smoke rose and the flames of war raged, but the raid was drawing to a close.

The Blue Army's supply depot was captured, and more than a dozen refueling depots and ammunition depots were exposed to the heavy equipment cluster.

The tank slowly came to a stop.

Not only did the Blue Team feel that the defeat was somewhat unbelievable, but even Liu Hongyun and his team did not expect that this battle would go so smoothly.

At this moment.

If we're talking about who's the most clear-headed person in the whole battalion, it's Chen Mo.

He knew in advance how ruthless the system's suppression would be, no less than Maxim's attack on cavalry, so achieving the current results was not unexpected.

Seeing his own tank stop next to the fuel tank, Chen Mo grinned, picked up the communicator, and yelled, "Ground assault team, what are you standing there for?"

"Can't you use the Blues' fuel? Or is it that other people's fuel isn't burning well? Go get some fuel."

"Liang, hurry up and drive our tanker truck over there to refill the storage tank. Also, find someone to drive the Blue Army's tanker truck back as well."

"Take back all the ammunition you can. Damn it, they don't know how to be careful with money."

"The entire battalion will have twenty minutes to move supplies. After twenty minutes, the entire battalion will move to the Red Army artillery regiment's position to the west."

"Reconnaissance team, deploy drones and radar to reconnoiter all mobile targets within a 50-kilometer radius."

"Report immediately upon discovery of the Blue Army rescue force!"

"Execute the command!!"

Chen Mo excitedly rubbed his hands together inside the command vehicle.

He knew that with this battle, the system experiment required by the Army Academy was ready to be completed, and he had not let the academy down.

The soldier driving ahead was stunned for a few seconds after hearing his battalion commander's order.

They immediately floored the accelerator and sped toward the fuel tank.

The eliminated Blue Army soldiers watched as the Red Army soldiers used oil guns to forcefully spray their own fuel into the tank's fuel tank.

Their own oil tankers were driven away one by one by the Red Army.

The ammunition was almost completely looted.

When the 142 transport vehicles couldn't hold all the ammunition, the Red Army soldiers carried some of the ammunition boxes into the armored vehicles, preferring to suffer themselves by having nowhere to sit, just to get the bullets back.

"You beast! These aren't Red Army soldiers, they're nothing but bandits!"

A veteran of the Blue Team watched, muttering to himself.

"Which unit of the 139th Division does this belong to? Damn it, the tank paint doesn't look like a 139th Division vehicle."

Another veteran was even more puzzled. The battle was over, and he still didn't know which unit it was. He hadn't encountered a battle like this in years.

For the information battalion, those twenty minutes are the most enjoyable twenty minutes. Even though it's the same process of refueling and replenishing ammunition, the feeling is completely different when using the opposing force's supplies.

But for the Blues...

These twenty minutes were undoubtedly the darkest and most frustrating time.

At 7:40 a.m., Chen Mo ordered the Blue Army battalion to retreat across the board.

Each detachment aimed directly at the Red Army artillery regiment. Amidst the raging wind and thunder, a three-kilometer-long line of smoke rose from the ground as they fled at breakneck speed.

Chen Mo was self-aware.

The Blue Army's combat effectiveness benefited from the support of its system and its ability to anticipate the enemy's moves, which enabled them to achieve this victory.

However, systemic suppression is not invincible.

Once the Blue Army Division reacts, and the 6th Air Division launches another bombing raid in long-range coordination, even the most powerful system will be rendered useless.

They've caused such a huge mess.

Chen Mo knew that only the Red Army Division could guarantee his safety. As for how to do it, he left such a troublesome matter to the Red Army.

The Blue Army battalion began its retreat at 7:40 a.m., and the rescue force arrived at the supply area of ​​the Eastern Armored Regiment at 8:10 a.m.

There was a half-hour interval in between.

When the news reached the Blue Army division headquarters, Division Commander Wang Songhe was still half asleep from sleeping too late at night when he was woken up by the combat intelligence staff officer Lin Yifeng.

Divisional command post.

Political Commissar Fang Yong, Chief of Staff Qin Hui, and a group of staff officers were all livid and so angry that they couldn't even eat.

One night.

In just one night, the entire division was heavily armed and deployed. More than a dozen junior officers on the Northwest Front were assassinated, which is almost equivalent to the loss of a battalion's junior command.

Their combat effectiveness has decreased by more than 50%.

Although the organization still existed, it had almost no long-distance mobility, and the plan to strategically penetrate the Red Army divisions was partially shelved.

That’s all.

After all, for a division-level unit, the losses of a battalion are not a big deal.

But what about the eastern front?

The combined forces of the armored regiment and the mechanized infantry regiment, according to statistics, resulted in the complete annihilation of 2,800 soldiers overnight.

This doesn't even include the losses in the supply area and the impact on the overall strategic layout.

The loss of troops alone amounted to one-fifth of the entire division.

The combat losses were even more staggering, accounting for almost a quarter of the entire division.

After receiving the report, Wang Songhe...

He stood beside the map in the command center, staring at it for three minutes without saying a word.

In the early hours of last night, he guessed that the information battalion might not have been dealt with by the bomber formation, but he did not expect that a mere battalion would be so audacious.

The entire eastern supply depot was destroyed.

It took Wang Songhe a long time to calm himself down before he could barely suppress his anger.

He gritted his teeth and forced out a few words.

"I swear I will not be a human being if I do not kill this scoundrel!!"

"What about that guy surnamed Wu? What promises did he make to me before the war started?"

"They say armored regiments are the stabilizing force on the Eastern Front? What the hell, are those legs of mine just so powerful?"

In his anger, Wang Songhe kicked over a chair next to him, the chair leg hitting the ankle of a nearby staff officer, who was in excruciating pain.

But he gritted his teeth and didn't dare to utter a sound.

The division commander was furious; who dared to respond?
Even Commander Wu of the armored regiment, who was usually the division's darling and the pillar of the motorized infantry division, has now become "someone surnamed Wu," and no one else dares to utter a word.

Division Commander Wang walked to the command platform, slammed his fist on it with a loud bang, and roared, "Haven't the armored regiment arrived yet?"

"Last night, we were repeatedly instructed to strengthen defenses and increase vigilance."

"Is this all the result you've given me?"

“I see you’re all getting old, you’ve had too many comfortable days, you don’t even know how to fight a war anymore.”

"You son of a bitch, my whole regiment, two thousand eight hundred people, you'd have to do a roll call all night, wouldn't you?"

"That's how many casualties they've suffered?"

Seeing that Commander Wang had vented some of his anger after cursing for a while, Political Commissar Fang got up from the chair next to him, took out a cigarette from his pocket, handed one over, and comforted him, "Old Wang, calm down too."

"Now that things have already happened..."

"The morale of our subordinate units is a problem, and we must also adjust our strategic direction as soon as possible."

"And this information technology battalion, keeping it around will always be a problem. We need to integrate it and curb its momentum first."

"Humph!"

Wang Songhe sneered: "Suppress? How do you suppress them?"

"The Seventh War Zone has been designated as an experimental zone. Well, that's great. I've completely lost face."

"With him causing all this trouble, the directing department will definitely issue instructions today. Just wait, it won't be long before they give us a notice."

"You son of a bitch, I've been a soldier for most of my life, and today I've become someone else's stepping stone."

"By the way, where did Chen and his men run off to?"

"Commander, according to the report from the rescue unit, judging from the direction of the vehicle tracks, the enemy should have gone to camp near the Red Army's artillery regiment."

"This is what Wang Yifeng, the combat intelligence officer, responded to."

"Went to the artillery regiment?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Songhe was also taken aback, as he shared the same thought as Gao Jin.

Damn it, you can fight a war like this?
"Hey, that guy's got some nerve, you son of a bitch. You beat me up and then went straight to Old Li for help?"

Wang Songhe figured out that Chen Mo was afraid of retaliation, and he was so angry that he laughed.

Damn it, in all my years in the army, I've never seen such a shameless scoundrel.

How could an officer do something so disgusting and shameful?
(End of this chapter)